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What Christmas savs to New Year 



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VIRGINIA F. TOn'NSEND 



While upon the north wind swells 
Music of my Christmas bells, 



II 



Through the joyous peals I hear 
Far thy coming feet, New Year, - 



III 



Hear across the lone, chill ways 
Of the six wan, spectral clays 



IV 

That 'twixt us must ever q-q 

To their wuidinof sheets of snow. 



Thou shalt come unto thy throne 
As a kinof comes to his own. 

VI 

On thy shining brows set clown, 
Beautiful )Oung Year, thy crown. 

VII 

Thy high task the world to bless 
With thy Seasons' wide largess. 

VIII 

Thou shalt hear thy robins sing 
When the south winds blow in Spring. 



IX 



At thy call shall come the May 
Loitering up her green-leafed way, 



X 



And against the daises' snow 
Red thy June's wild roses blow. 



XI 



Where the lone hills patient wait 
Shall thy Summer pass in state. 



XII 



Great moons in thine ordered time 
Shall their azure stairways climb. 



XIII 



And thy seed-time's promise be, 
Oh, young Year, fulfilled for thee, 



XIV 



When thy harvest's rippHng gold 
Brown arms of the fields enfold. 



XV 



When the ripened fruits and grain 
Thy vast garners heap again, 



XVI 



At thy touch shall blaze unfurled 
Fall's regalia round thy world. 



XVII 



But when Time's clock strikes thy day 
Down the weaning Century's way, 



XVIII 



Larger aim and taskwork be 
Than thy Seasons' set for thee. 



XIX 



Heir of all dead years, do thou 
Speak the Past's dark riddle now. 



XX 



As thou sweepest on thy ways, 
'Mid thy shining train of days, 



XXI 



'Mid the solemn hush of nights 
All inlaid with silver lights. 



XXII 

Hear that ancient tale of wrong 
Which the Q-ods drowned in their sono-. 

XXIII 

Oh, New Year, be thy best grace 
Some criad tidings to the race. 



XXIV 



Some new Word, some grand Truth told, 
Thunderous round thy skies be rolled. 



XXV 



May the New Dawn's glow illume 
All thy vast horizon's gloom, 



XXVI 



And the World's heart, slow and tired, 
Wake, with nobler ardors fired. 



X XV I I 



On the Age's dark and need. 
On its hardness and its greed, 



XXVIII 



Sphered in radiance still, divine. 
May thy New Ideals shine. 



XXIX 

Round thee earth's dull air be stirred 
With the Song my shepherds heard. 

XXX 

By my Manger's lowliness 

Lift and eladden, heal and bless. 

XXXI 

And as dawns w^hen hills grow gray 
Herald splendor of the day, 

X XXII 

So mankind forestall in thee 

What God means His world shall be. 

XXXIII 

And when thy long task is done, 
When the last day's goal is won, 



XXXIV 



'Mid the years stand, fairest yet, 
On thy Century's proud page writ, 



XXXV. 



Stand to ages evermore 

Happy Neio Tear — Ninety -f our ! 



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